Doomsday group favorite: I will win with my three brothers

Zhao Lexi was satisfied: "Brother, only by listening to my advice can you live longer at the base."

She pulled the zombie out of the car window and threw it into the green belt.

The driver rolled back and sat back in the driver's seat. Seeing Zhao Lexi turn around, he immediately closed the window, as if to avoid the god of plague.

After Zhao Lexi made such a fuss, no one dared to be disobedient. Shangguan Wei said whatever he said, and the survivors were as obedient as new recruits. Shangguan Wei suddenly felt much calmer and put away the bamboo tube in his hand.

After the cars in the underground garage were lined up on the ground, the people from the mercenary group came up from the underground garage one after another. As Li Hong guessed, the faces of the three people were darker than the last.

Li Hong silently handed the food to them one by one.

After filling their stomachs, Shangguan Wei and Liu Yang complained to each other, and it was very lively.

it's dark.

Some survivors chose to stay in the car overnight, and some chose to go home to sleep. There were many fewer people in the truck.

In the dead of night, Zhao Lexi slept soundly, while the rest of the mercenary group got up, including Huang Biao and Liu Chaoyue, and divided into three groups. According to the room numbers written down on the note, the access control system did not respond, One by one, they knocked on the door and checked.

After knocking three times and hearing the roar of a zombie in response, he used the small explosive developed by Shangguan Wei to blow up the door lock, broke in, killed the zombies to get the energy crystals, and collected supplies along the way.

If you don't hear a response, try another one.

After all this busy work, it was already dawn.

Everyone got a lot of energy crystals. They were in high spirits and didn't feel sleepy. They just wanted to get back to the base and rest.

When Zhao Lexi opened his eyes due to the noisy voices of the survivors, it was already bright. He looked at the time and saw that it was ten minutes to six o'clock.

She looked at Li Hong with a sad look: "Sister Hong, you didn't call me." We agreed to go digging for special crystals together in the evening, but she didn't believe that Sister Hong overslept because there was someone on duty in the group at night.

Li Hong smiled reluctantly and said, "I owe you once, okay?" She didn't have much desire for special crystals, but she was rather rare about energy crystals, which could upgrade her powers.

Although the size of the space did not change, she could clearly feel that her strength and speed were increasing.

Liu Yang and Zhao Shiduan also thought the same way.

Zhao Shikang simply felt that it took too much labor to obtain special crystals, and the rewards were too little, and the price-performance ratio was almost zero. It was okay to try his luck occasionally, but it was not worth it to go out to find them.

Shangguan Wei only cares about things related to his explosives.

Looking at the entire mercenary group, Zhao Lexi was the only one who cared about finding special crystals.

"Okay!" Zhao Lexi could only say this, comforting himself: There are only dozens of zombie corpses, and the possibility of finding special crystals is not high. Maybe not looking is not a bad thing.

Thinking of this, she glanced at her second brother.

Soon, every car was filled with people. After confirming that the convoy could move smoothly, at six o'clock, Zhao Shiduan unlocked the door, pushed the door open, and quickly returned to the driver's seat.

The convoy started slowly.

Every driver carefully and slowly stepped on the accelerator, trying their best to ensure that the car did not make any louder noise.

Under the morning sun, the motorcade moved forward slowly.

The convoy's goal was huge, and soon survivors ran out of the adjacent community, shouting loudly: "Wait for us! Wait for us!"

There were also a few vehicles that directly inserted into the convoy from the side, and the cars behind had to give up their positions. Fortunately, the convoy did not stop.

Zhao Shikang said on the intercom with a sullen face: "Don't stop, speed up and keep driving forward."

This is an accident!

Although it was anticipated, it was inevitable.

The survivors in the community have also been vaccinated one by one by the mercenary group this morning: No matter what happens on the road, they are not allowed to stop! Your parking is not your fault, it will harm all the vehicles behind you.

Because zombies always run behind the convoy, the farther back they are, the more dangerous they are. If a car stopped in the middle of the convoy, the people in the car behind would have a narrow escape.

Although everyone said they knew it at the time, Zhao Shikang was not sure if any of them could not figure it out: Just because he would not do it to kill ten people to save one person did not mean that others would not do it.

Sure enough, when a mother carrying a child on her back ran with the motorcade, the sobbing sounds of young children finally made a red car stop.

The car door opened and the mother quickly got into the car.

However, the open car door was held by more people and could not be closed: "You can still squeeze in! If you squeeze in, you can still seat several people!"

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! Just do it!"

There were more than a dozen small cars behind the red car, and they were all forced to stop. At this time, the scattered zombies on the roadside had noticed this and came over excitedly.

The driver of the red car was anxious: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! There's no room in the car!"

Some people moved closer to the car behind them, some knelt in front of the car and begged, and some tried their best to pull the door handle of the car. There was a small white car that didn't lock the door in time, and someone actually opened the door. In no time, several people were squeezing toward the car!

The closer the zombies get, the more panicked the people under the car become, and the louder the shouts get!

The louder they shout, the more zombies they attract!

At some point, a large number of zombies appeared in the distance.

The driver of the red car remembered that there was a farmers' wholesale market in that direction. During the city's quarantine period, the supply of meat and vegetables could not be stopped, so there were many vendors gathering in that market for a long time. He saw that the convoy in front of him was getting further and further away, and was about to enter the national highway, while the group of zombies was getting closer and closer. He was so anxious that he couldn't care less and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

He was lucky. There was no one blocking the front of his car. The survivors who ran out were all concentrated on the side of the car. When he stepped on the accelerator, except for one survivor who was about to squeeze into the back door, he was thrown out. The car went smoothly. Get rid of the crowd and chase the convoy in front.

However, the cars behind were not so lucky.

Following closely behind the red car was a black car. When it saw the red car accelerating, it immediately stepped on the accelerator, but the survivor who was thrown out by the red car just happened to be lying in the middle of the road. The driver of the black car Without warning, he turned the steering wheel suddenly, and the car rolled off the road and fell into a sloping pit on the side of the road.

The driver of the silver-gray car behind the black car was so excited that he ran over the survivor lying on the road and roared forward.

The cars behind him followed suit and ran over the man one by one, including the white car with the door open.

Seeing this, the survivors in other communities were afraid that they would end up like the dead people lying on the ground. They did not dare to approach the convoy anymore. They looked at the hopeless rescue and ran back to their own communities one by one.

Only this time, they have to escape the zombies.

The expressions of everyone in the mercenary group who saw the whole incident from the rearview mirror were not very good: this time it was the driver of the silver-gray car who was decisive. If they all stopped, the people in the dozen or so cars would be in trouble. here.

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